Who Is Bench II: The Sitting

Kirkka briefly looks toward the damaged bench with mild dispair. She nods slowly, before turning to face Leonius. "Something to be dealt with once you are back in your room and resting. Lead the way." She takes one further look at the bench. Sabotaged? By who? And how... and why? Who does that? Ugh. She shakes her thoughts free from her mind. She'll return for Bench later, and perform burial rites investigate the sabotage. Sabotage and bench shouldn't be in the same sentence.

"... Indeed..." Leonius looked up at the school, then back at Viola for a moment before his eyes were on the school again.

He took a slow, deep breath.

"I am considering drafting... a contingency plan... to facilitate the termination... of my suit functions... in case this... happens again..."

"No. You and I will work on getting you more control. I will not let you do something like that. Viola says angrily while glaring at Leo.

With that said, she begins walking back towards the dorms, not even checking to see if he was following.

Leonius blinked, and continued along with her. "Not... the life support functions!"

He bit his lip, glancing away.

"... I am... concerned... by the Titan's inability... to distinguish friend and foe... to an acceptable degree..." Leo grabbed her arm, slowing. "... I asked myself... what if the suit... interpreted you... as a threat... Are you confident in your ability... to take me down if the Titan targets you..? I do not wish to be unprepared if that transpires... I do not..."

"I never thought you meant life support, though leaving yourself defenseless is close enough for me."

Stopping to look and speak to him directly, she says "No, I'm not confident in my ability to fight you in any capacity. You're one of a few people I've seen so far where that is the case. At any rate though, that is a large part of why we will work on your control. The fact that you place my well-being above your own is enough for me to be convinced this is the right thing to do."

Appearing out of nowhere, having heard Ms Faunus-Aren't-Fruit and Mr Bench Murderer discussing Bench Murderer's need for control (She wasn't sure why. Had he been unable to resist his sexual urges and had been releasing them on random passerbys or something?), Melissa decided to give some advice.

"Hmm, if you have need of control, I know a good way for you to conquer your lack of it." She said, in a very sagely tone, nodding as she did.

Leonius was about to answer Viola, when Melissa appeared.

He wasn't even sure if he wanted to know what was going through his head. Nor if advice on control from Melissa of all people was the best idea. But Leo's curiosity got the better of him, and he sighed. "... Dare I ask... Mel..?"

Taking Mr Bench Murderer's question as a request for her advice, Melissa immediately began giving it, continuing her sagely nods.

"Well, you see, a buildup of sexual tension is caused by not having a suitable outlet to release it. Thus why you're releasing it on random passerbys, which, is utterly unacceptable! What if you end up assaulting a child! WHAT THEN?" Melissa said.

"I suggest finding a suitable partner that is open to you using them to relieve sexual tension. This would preferably be a friend, someone you're close to often. Oh, and of the opposite sex too, I'd imagine. Unless you swing that way...? Well regardless, if you release the tension often, it wont build up and the random passerbys of the world will be safe!" She said.

Shaking her head as she begins walking away, Viola says "Remind me to never, ever, ask for your advice, Mel."

Leo looked at Melissa. He had no words. He looked back at Viola. Back at Kirkka. Back to Viola. Back to Melissa. Back at the school. Back to Melissa. Back at the bench. Back to Melissa. Back to Viola. Back to Kirkka. Back to the school. Still no words.

He did, however, have an idea, and from this idea sprung forth words.

"... That is... very interesting if dubiously... relevant advice..." He looked down at her, and made a big show of a tremor going down his back. "Oh no! An innocent passerby..!" He slowly reached out at her, a low growl coming from his throat. "Run little passerby..! Run..!"

In response to Mr Bench Murderer's forced release of sexual tension, Melissa bounced up into the air, attempting to kick off his head (lightly, of course!) and land behind him.

"Nope! You're too big hard strong old for me! Ms Janitor seems to be old enough, use her if you want to keep the collateral damage to a minimum!" She said.

Quickly stopping after hearing what Melissa said, Viola turns and says directly to Mel "If I EVER hear you suggest something like that again, I will strangle you in your sleep."

"Would you rather this giant metal man release his built up sexual tension on an innocent young girl or an old janitor? Or are you volunteering? Jealous because you want the job?" Melissa taunted back at Ms Faunus Aren't Fruit.

Melissa feels a strange presence just behind her. Its almost like the feeling of sitting near a fireplace in the winter. Warming, relaxing. But then there is this hit of anger, aggravation, and rage. Its very disconcerting.

Kirkka, having been standing there listening to the conversation, takes a slow, deep breath, closing her eyes while doing so. Remain calm. Benches can be repaired. Freedom of Speech. That kind of stuff. Focus on the task at hand. "...regardless of the various amounts of advice being given... please proceed to your dormitory room, Leonius. I am confident that these two females can escort you there. I must make my initial report about this and begin cleaning up the damage." Kirkka stares as Melissa the entire time she speaks. Don't say anything, don't say anything, don't say anything... don't do anything either! Stay on target. You can't blow anyone up! Stop thinking that, brain. ...oh gods, that's a horrible thought. Stop it. She turns away from the group, surveying the area again, then slowly begins walking toward the bench, staff in hand.

Pointing at Melissa, Viola says "I will NOT walk anywhere with her. She's not good for anyone's mental health let alone mine."


Turning around again, she starts walking back to her room.

Completely unperturbed by the scary Janitor lady behind her, Melissa gave a backwards wave as she left.

"Bye Ms Janitor Lady! Don't worry, I'm sure you aren't too old! Some men still want to forcibly release their sexual tension on you I'm sure!" She called.

Without even missing a beat, she then turned towards Ms Faunus Aren't Fruit and chased after her.

"Noooooo! I-I'm sowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwysorry for b-being messed up in the head!! I don't want to drive you crazy, I never did, I thought I was just being friendly! Please don't leaaaave!" She cried out, dropping to her knees as she did, her face in complete contrast to the cheerful expression she had on as she waved Ms Janitor Lady off.

Leonius's palm met his face as Viola turned to go, and he held out his hand to her a moment before sighing, and grabbing Melissa by the back of the shirt and picking her up on her way past, and turning her to look at him. "... Bad Melissa. Bad."

Making a quite rude gesture with her hands as she walks off, Viola says "I don't care. This wasn't the first and certainly won't be the last time you say or do something ridiculous, so why should we bother attempting to make amends?"

I swear... she will legitimately be the death of someone besides herself, and from the looks of it, sometime soon.

Starting up some music, Viola continues walking towards her room.


I don't wanna take your precious time
'Cause you're such a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty face
But you turned into a pretty big waste of my time
I don't wanna take up all your time
'Cause you're such a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty face
But you turned into a pretty big waste of my time

"It's not my fault! I'm trying soo hard but it's hard to understand rational behaviour and also to perform it! I can never work out what's going on, I guess I'm just stupid! But then I try to make sense of it, and people always get mad at me... Even though I try so hard! I can try harder though, I will I swear! Please don't get mad!" Melissa called, turning her head to look past her shoulder, looking rather comical as she was currently being held up by the shirt by Leo.

Completely ignoring or just flat out not hearing anything Melissa just said, Viola continues walking to her room.

I can't believe someone that emotionally unstable is allowed at this school... that kind of behavior is more dangerous than what Leo did...

Who are you now?
Did you say what you want?
Don’t go back to the start
I’m asking, who are you now?
Did they break you apart?
Won’t you fight back for what you want?

Watching Kirkka leave, and Viola, Leonius looked at the girl he was holding, sighing. "... I know... it is difficult... to process things that are... beyond your comprehension..." He looked at Viola a minute, his eyes tracing her subtle curves a moment before looking back at Melissa. "I am not angry... merely... disappointed..."

In more ways than one.

"You are making... an effort... But you require... direction... And motivation..." He brought Melissa's face in close to his mask. "... So I will play the part... of the wanton pervert everyone... thinks I am... and tell you that if I feel your effort in the matter is slipping... I will spank you..." He paused, raising a brow over his missing eye."... Unless you're into that or something... in which case I don't know... I'll find something else..."

Melissa hardly registered what Leo was saying. Instead, she attempted to get her shirt out of Leo's grip. She begun by attempting to pry it free, rather lethargically, but when that failed she drew Soothing Mayhem and cut off the small part of the shirt that was being held up (JUST THAT SMALL PART MIND YOU). She dropped to the floor with a thud, not even attempting to brace for the fall.

Slowly picking herself up, she started slowly trudging back to the dorms.

Leonius sighed, realizing that Melissa probably hadn't listened to a word he said as he headed for his area of the dorms, intent on sitting in his throne, and wishing sleep could overtake him...